This is a song about "Cross eyes"

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

That nigga will cross you real quick and start acting brand new

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

That's why you don't cross my path

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

The son of the holy father who died up on the cross

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

I thinks its sad youve yet cross the law

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Huh, a metaphor of course

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Im so sophisticated when i'm cross faded,